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04. Tyrannical
Space trap the time
Mind owes the world The perfect twin for your spatial globe I am your parallel existence The fate / The wrong / The extremely forbidden thought Wander just beside my face Travel in my desired expanse Detect the omen that are said But still I search you / Still I hope in you Roaming in a distinct space Walk upon my errant’s shades Laugh upon my wretched race But still I search you / Still I hope in you Stride on the other space Live on another sense Melt on a different earth But still feel you / As I left you Running deep back in past time Tangle into spatial time Limit up my mental sign But still I search you / When I face Travel in my desired expanse Detect the omen that are said But still I search you / Still I hope in you Roaming in a distinct space Walk upon my errant’s shades Laugh upon my wretched race But still I search you / Still I hope in… …you… my parallel life Ages back but still besides Trapped in a spoiled spatial hollow Break me down with your shining bright smile When I’ll find you I can’t forgive you When I’ll find you I can’t excuse you When I’ll find you I will beg you And my life back I will claim from you |
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